Disclaimer: I don't own Psych. If I did the show would suck but since I don't it's awesome

June 1985

Shawn hated oysters. Even though he didn't try it yet, he stole a heated glance at his father who was trying to expose him to different kinds of foods. He thought it was down right evil and normally he'd eat anything especially pineapple but this was just gross. He couldn't understand why his dad would have him eat this. Stealing a glance towards Gus who was eating over as usual, he wondered why he didn't have a problem eating the fiends.

"Shawn, for the last time, trying oysters isn't going to kill you," Henry told his son in an authorities voice as usual.

"I hate oysters," Shawn said pointedly.

Henry rolled his eyes.

"That may be fine Shawn but you have never tried it and therefore you don't know that. Anyways, your not going to excuse yourself until everything on that plate has been eaten. You got that?" Henry waited for Shawn to nod his head and then he continued.

"There are kids starving who would love to have food like this and you should be grateful that you do."

"Why don't we just give all the oysters to them and then we'd have the starvation problem solved," Shawn mumbled.

"That's it Shawn, at least one bite okay. I want to see you at least eat one bite," He crossed his arms leaning back in his chair and watched Shawn.

Sighing dramatically, Shawn picked up his fork and slowly put the oyster in his mouth. He was surprised that it actually tasted alright. He got another one and soon his plate was finished. He looked up to see his father with the I told you so expression and huffed.

"That wasn't so bad," Henry said.

Shawn just got up and headed to the living room with Gus. Wasn't that bad, he hated eating fish! But he did have to admit that it was a little good. Shaking his head, he decided to play hide and seek with Gus. Pulling at his shirt collar he waited until he started counting and then he began to find a good hiding place.

Henry was reading the newspaper later and glancing at his watch. He knew that Gus had to be getting home soon so he set the article aside and stood up. He reached the hall when he almost ran into Shawn.

"Shawn be careful," Henry told him.

"Dad, I don't feel too hot," Shawn told him.

"I know I gave you a hard time at dinner but don't you think this is pushing it," Henry asked him angrily. "Now where's Gus."

"H-hiding," Shawn managed.

Henry's anger dissolved when he noticed there was no way Shawn could be faking this. Shawn was sweating like it was ninety degrees outside and he had a rash around his mouth starting to form. Quickly getting his wits together he picked Shawn up and called out for Gus. His kid had to always be full of surprises.

Rushing through the doors, he noticed that the emergency room must be pact but he didn't wait and instead went over towards a nurse that had a clipboard. Just before he reached her, he was stopped.

"I'm sorry but you need to-"

"Damn it, it's my son. He can't seem to catch his breath," Henry interrupted her.

Shocked she called a code and before he knew it Shawn was loaded onto a gurney right before his eyes.

"Give him .03 milligrams of epinephrine. Sir is your son allergic to anything," the doctor asked him.

"I wouldn't know. He had oysters before this," Henry couldn't remember a time where he was speechless until now.

He went to follow them to make sure his son was going to be alright but the head nurse stopped him. Looking at her he wished he could order her to move. He had to make sure his son was alright, he had to.

"I'm sorry but only personnel is allowed back there. Don't worry the doctors will help him and judging by what I saw, it looks like you just brought him in here on time. You were very lucky this time."She told him before heading over to the Emergency room desk.

Gus was sitting on one of the plastic chairs still being quiet but Henry knew he was worried about Shawn too. Henry closed his eyes just wanting to never experience anything like this again. This was a parent's worst nightmare.